After hearing Hera's words, the Director frowned, but he stepped out of the room, leaving Hera alone with Logan. She approached him slowly, noticing his visible distress. The microphone was already live, broadcasting everything to those outside the room.
"Hey, are you alright?" Hera asked softly, meeting Logan's eyes with concern.
Logan shook his head. "I don't know, I'm scared," he admitted honestly.
"Why is that?" Hera inquired gently.
Logan pursed his lips before saying, "I'm afraid that you'll lose the bet and have to pay that huge amount." He murmured, but it was still loud enough for Hera and everyone listening through the microphone to hear.
"Why would I lose when you sang so well?" Hera tilted her head, genuinely confused by his worries.
"You think I sang well? Really?" Logan sprang to his feet and stepped closer to Hera, his towering figure looming over her.
